121: Chapter 121 Unreasonable Argument

Han Jingyang examined it for a long time and could roughly determine that this jar was a dharma instrument.

He just didn't know what level of dharma instrument it was.

Of course, it certainly wasn't weak; otherwise, it wouldn't have caused such a series of injuries. Deng Xingang had only kept it for one night and ended up like this, anyone else who handled it was bound to suffer, and the final buyer was even worse off.

If it were appraised, its attributes would definitely not be bad.

After finishing his examination, Han Jingyang said to Li Jianjun, "I have seen the item. It is a decent antique in itself, but it has undergone changes during its inheritance and has become a dharma instrument. Of course, looking at it now, it seems more like an evil instrument. Try to stay away from it and don't touch it if you have nothing to do with it."

"Then what should we do?"

"Bring the person and the jar to Quancheng."

Han Jingyang hung up after saying this.

But inwardly, he kept pondering whether he should really do this.

Go to the Capital? He was indeed not very willing.

But it had nothing to do with saving face or anything like that.

He just didn't want to leave Quancheng at this moment, because the turmoil caused by the fall of He Dingkun and the Dingshen Group hadn't passed yet—no, it had only just begun.

The storm Shen Yuhai mentioned that was targeting him had not yet arrived.

Some people were likely hiding in the shadows, watching him.

If he left Quancheng, even for just half a day, it might give some people an opportunity to take advantage of him.

Of course, if he could take the opportunity to raise his own value, that would also be good.

In this kind of business, the biggest taboo was being at someone's beck and call; it was too demeaning.

Forced business is never good business.

By the same token, when dealing with metaphysics, one must never lose momentum, otherwise one couldn't suppress the various types of customers.

Cultivating an aura where no one dared to oppose or question him as soon as he spoke, that was what it meant to truly enter the field.

Otherwise, if he said one sentence and there were seven or eight, or even ten, questions waiting for him, he wouldn't be able to handle it even if he had a hundred mouths, and the business would naturally fail.

Well, to use some people's words, this was called building momentum for oneself and cultivating prestige.

By creating a strong and reliable image through small daily matters, when the time came, he would naturally be followed by many.

This was exactly what he was doing now.

To put it bluntly, it was about shaping a stronger persona by manipulating the customers.

This wasn't a tactic unique to the present; ancient practitioners of metaphysics had been doing this from the very beginning. Many so-called rules in the metaphysics industry came from this, such as the rule of "do not bother two masters for one task." It was one of the most effective and highly exclusive methods: if you use me, just focus on using me; looking for someone else? Then get lost.

It wasn't just in the field of metaphysics. The same was true in other industries.

Liu Bei visiting the thatched cottage three times was a classic example. If Zhuge Liang could do it, so could he.

Sure enough.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Han Jingyang received another call from Li Jianjun: "Mr. Han, I have come to Quancheng again."

"Did you bring the old man with you?"

"No."

"Are you trying to visit the thatched cottage three times?"

Li Jianjun said helplessly, "Mr. Han, I am sincerely inviting you."

Han Jingyang's attitude remained the same: "Boss Li, I'll say it again: I won't travel thousands of miles to the Capital to do a job that can be finished in three to five minutes."

"Mr. Han, are you sure you can finish it in three to five minutes?"

"With the best dharma instrument, I can get it done in five minutes at most."

"What about the fee?"

"Twelve million."

"Does that include the appearance fee?"

"The appearance fee is included," Han Jingyang chuckled, "For a transaction of over ten million, it's perfectly normal to round off the odd change."

"Mr. Han, money is not an issue. I only ask that you make a trip to the Capital. You saw my father's condition; he really isn't fit to travel thousands of miles."

"Boss Li, I am not someone who is blinded by money, nor am I someone who goes back on his word. I have principles. Boss Li, that's all for now. I'm hanging up."

"Mr. Han..."

Han Jingyang hung up directly, but inwardly he pondered that the timing should be about right.

This Li Jianjun was clearly a person of status and position; he couldn't really let him visit the thatched cottage three times. He still had to give face where it was due.

He should tidy up first.

Sure enough, less than half an hour later, Li Jianjun and his secretary appeared at Jiguang Zhai. Upon entering, he knelt down: "Mr. Han, I beg you..."

Seeing this, Han Jingyang hurriedly stopped him. Talk is talk, and playing around is one thing, but kneeling is not something to joke about.

If he really let Li Jianjun kneel, he would have completely offended the man, and he would have to think carefully before going to the Capital in the future.

His purpose was to make money, to make big money, not to make enemies.

Han Jingyang helped Li Jianjun up and said helplessly, "Boss Li, you really put me in a difficult position."

"Mr. Han, I will absolutely not let you make this trip for nothing. I will transfer the fee to your card right now. Whether it succeeds or fails, it will be yours. If it succeeds, I have another generous gift."

"Forget it, forget it. I'll make the trip, but I have a condition."

"Please speak."

"I want that blue and white jar."

"Understood."

"I want to go early and return early, the faster the better."

"No problem."

Twenty minutes later, looking at the two soldiers beside him, Han Jingyang felt as if he were in a dream.

Was this what Li Jianjun meant by going early and returning early? It really was. At this speed, he could be back before one in the morning.

A military plane, wow. It's a pity it's not the legendary Kunpeng.

However, it was enough to prove that Li Jianjun's status was not low. It's just that this plane was really uncomfortable...

10:15. The plane landed.

10:32. Han Jingyang arrived at the sanatorium.

As he walked, he secretly marveled that having money and power was indeed good. This sanatorium was even more exquisite than an ancient prince's mansion or even the royal gardens.

No, wait, ordinary rich people really couldn't live here. This wasn't a matter of money, but a matter of qualifications.

Han Jingyang maintained the demeanor of an expert throughout, walking steadily, looking straight ahead, appearing as someone who had seen the world.

As for Liu Jing, who was following behind, that didn't matter.

How is the demeanor of an expert reflected? Of course, it needs ordinary people to set it off. Liu Jing, I'm sorry to wrong you, but be a background prop for a while.

Anyway, in such an occasion, he couldn't remind her. Han Jingyang had brought Liu Jing with him, not for anything else, but to support the scene.

It was only reasonable for an expert in metaphysics to bring an assistant. He entered the door.

Han Jingyang saw a room full of people and frowned slightly: "Make way."

Li Jianliang raised an eyebrow: "Who are you talking to?"

Han Jingyang ignored him completely and turned to look at Li Jianjun.

Li Jianjun then sternly scolded his younger brother: "When is this, and you are still making a fuss?"

"I'm making a fuss? Big Brother, you are the eldest and you have high status, but you can't treat us like subordinates, ordering us around, and you certainly can't treat Dad's life as a joke. Ask your conscience, is it appropriate for you to do this?"

Li Jianjun said coldly: "After this matter is over, I will go to the Commission for Discipline Inspection to admit my mistakes, resign, and retire early. Is that okay?"

Li Jianliang's expression froze instantly. A moment later, he huffed resentfully, stepped back a few paces, tilted his head, and scanned Han Jingyang and Liu Jing back and forth.

Han Jingyang completely ignored everyone except Li Jianjun and, under the gaze of everyone, began to set up the altar.

Setting up the altar. It meant arranging the altar, because whether in Buddhist or Taoist rituals, one needed to use statues, incense, candles, offerings, etc. One needed to use all these things to "reach the ears of heaven." Therefore, the dharma altar was very important.